Chapter 138
In the distance, Yan Chuyao and the others drove for a long time until they reached the bustling highway, where they all stopped their cars on the side of the road and got out to catch their breath.
"Second Young Master, what did you see inside? Could it be... a ghost?" a roommate asked, his face pale.
The others, except for Lu Yichen, were all trembling, their lips were pale, and they looked at Yan Chuyao with nervous expressions.
Yan Chuyao swallowed hard, trying to calm himself down before nodding heavily.
With his confirmation, his two roommates and their girlfriends immediately huddled together, almost hugging each other.
"No, no way? Are we in big trouble?" The four of them trembled, deeply regretting coming along today.
Lu Yichen's expression was calm as he looked at Yan Chuyao with a probing gaze. Based on his understanding of Yan Chuyao, he knew that if Yan Chuyao saw a ghost, he would be very excited and not afraid at all.
Moreover, from the moment Yan Chuyao screamed and ran out of that room until they ran all the way here, Yan Chuyao's behavior was so exaggerated; he was clearly acting.
Lu Yichen guessed that Yan Chuyao was intentionally hiding something, but he didn't know exactly what it was. However, he suddenly became a little curious.
While Lu Yichen was thinking, Yan Chuyao had already described the scene he saw in the room.
Secret passages, secret rooms, food that instantly turned to ash—these were all captured on camera during the live stream. Yan Chuyao exaggeratedly recounted them, and then added that he also saw a white-clad figure floating in mid-air.
His story made everyone even more frightened, and they kept looking behind them as if they were afraid that something might suddenly appear from behind.
Once Yan Chuyao felt he had successfully frightened everyone so much that they dared not go to the Southern Mansion again, he waved goodbye to everyone with satisfaction.
The group returned to their cars, and Yan Chuyao said he wasn't going back to the dorm but was going home, so he headed in the opposite direction from the others.
Seeing that Yan Chuyao's car had disappeared from sight, Lu Yichen hurriedly said, "I'm going home too," and quickly drove off to follow.
Lu Yichen and Yan Chuyao have been friends since childhood, and their families are also considered old friends. He knows very well where Yan Chuyao lives and his private villas.
Lu Yichen chose to go directly to Yan Chuyao's most frequently visited villa. However, he had only walked less than a third of the way when he saw Yan Chuyao's car parked by the roadside. Lu Yichen did not dare to go up and only watched from a distance.
Inside the car, Yan Chuyao dialed his older brother's secretary's cell phone number.
"Second Young Master." Secretary Chen was gentle and polite. Even though he was woken up in the middle of the night, his attitude was still very good. There was not a trace of hoarseness in his voice. He was always in the best state of being full of energy.
Yan Chuyao secretly clicked his tongue in amazement. As expected of his brother's top secretary, her work ability and workaholic spirit were unmatched by ordinary people.
Compared to his older brother, he's just a minor pervert.
"Get the hashtag 'There's a Ghost in Nanfu' trending on social media, and make sure my live stream of going to Nanfu tonight is all over the internet. I want everyone to see it!"
Although he intended to take the painting away beforehand, he didn't want future generations to see any trace of him taking it, lest he be entangled with others.
After briefly explaining, Yan Chuyao hung up the phone. His older brother's secretary was very useful, and he only used her occasionally when there was something important. If he used her too much, his older brother would punish him.
With a graceful turn, Yan Chuyao's car streaked along the road he had come from, like a shooting star.
During this time, he passed by Lu Yichen's car. Lu Yichen even saw the eagerness and excitement on Yan Chuyao's face. Where was the fear and apprehension he had shown just moments before?
Without saying a word, Lu Yichen turned his car around and followed.
Yan Chuyao really does have a secret!
Lu Yichen curled the corners of his lips, thinking that Yan Chuyao's secret must be quite significant, otherwise the other party wouldn't be in such a hurry to get on the road, and wouldn't have even noticed him.
Lu Yichen followed Yan Chuyao from a distance, and after walking for a while, he realized that Yan Chuyao was going to the Southern Mansion.
He was just saying that the Southern Mansion was haunted, and now he's sneaking over there alone. Could it be that the Southern Mansion is hiding some treasure? Is he going to keep it all for himself?
This made Lu Yichen even more curious.
As they got closer to the Southern Prefecture, Lu Yichen deliberately slowed down. The road had become desolate and quiet here, and it would be easy for him to be discovered if he followed too closely.
Finally, when there was one intersection left before Nanfu, Lu Yichen parked the car on the side of the road and waited for a while before starting the car again and continuing to drive towards the gate of Nanfu.
Unsurprisingly, Yan Chuyao's car was parked right in front of the gate.
Lu Yichen quickly entered the Nan Mansion and went straight to the room in the backyard.
The door was indeed open. He walked in silently and saw the secret passage that Yan Chuyao had mentioned. The secret passage was still open at this time.
After adjusting to the darkness, Lu Yichen walked straight into the secret passage. He didn't turn on his flashlight, afraid of disturbing Yan Chuyao.
The secret passage was so quiet that it instilled a sense of fear in Lu Yichen.
Could it be that Yan Chuyao is possessed by a ghost, and he still followed me here?
That's what he thought, but Lu Yichen didn't hesitate at all. Given his relationship with Yan Chuyao, even if his good brother was really possessed by a ghost, he couldn't just stand by and watch him die.
Lu Yichen gritted his teeth and quickened his pace. Suddenly, the view opened up before him, and Yan Chuyao's figure rushed straight into Lu Yichen's eyes.
Lu Yichen opened his mouth to call out, but when he saw Yan Chuyao staring blankly at the wall, he subconsciously turned his head to look, and the words that were about to come out were stuck in his throat.
What kind of portrait of a beautiful woman is that?
Lu Yichen was caught off guard and his heart was suddenly struck by the beauty of one person.
This shock was unprecedented in his life, and he couldn't regain control of his body for a long time.
At that moment, he felt weak all over, floating in mid-air and unable to land.
He never imagined anyone could be so beautiful. Who painted this picture? How did the artist come up with such a beautiful woman?
That's right, it's all in his imagination! Lu Yichen didn't believe that there were any beauties like that in reality.
Now he only admires the painter who created such a stunning beauty.
Lu Yichen had been lost in thought for a long time until Yan Chuyao's scream startled him and brought him back to his senses.
"Ah! What the hell?" A fist slammed heavily towards Lu Yichen. He instinctively raised his arm to block it, but the force of the punch still made him stagger backward.
Before he could even regain his footing, Yan Chuyao's fist was already at his feet again. He cried out urgently, "Don't hit me! It's me!"
The fist stopped in mid-air. Yan Chuyao remained still, turned his head to look, and after seeing that it was Lu Yichen, he punched Lu Yichen's chin directly.
With a muffled groan, Lu Yichen stroked his chin, glaring angrily at Yan Chuyao. Yan Chuyao, sporting a carefree smile, flicked his wrist, saying, "Slippery, slippery!"
Lu Yichen snorted coldly. How could it be a slip of the hand? It was clearly intentional; she must be angry that he had discovered the portrait of the beauty.
I'm afraid this kid originally intended to keep it all for himself.
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